Villain Descendants Novels & Stories

And only that decision can satisfy many people. In the courtroom, The High Priest appeared carrying the bloody grail. Seeing the appearance of the bloody grail, Hayden rebelled. The more he rebelled, the more people realized that Dylan was a descendant of Houstchav the IX. Despite the rebellion, the guards easily get Hayden's blood to test with Dylan's blood. As the two blood fused, everyone let out a sigh of relief. “NO! IT'S A LIE! THIS GRAIL IS FAKE! HE IS NOT AN HEIR OF THE ROYAL FAMILY!” Hayden was furious. He growled at Dylan, who ignored him.

“As Dracula grew stronger and more used to new self, he took daughters of Emperors and Kings for brides and peasant girls for lovers. Over time, stories of Tugurlan’s gift to kill Dracula became just stories. After several Tugurlan generations died and knowledge was lost, Dracula moved back to his beloved Transylvania. To be safe, he killed all Tugurlan blood he found. Some escaped and ran to other countries and only whisper of General Tugurlan to children in bedtime stories. This is why Wu and Wu ancestors fight and fight and never win. They are not Tugurlan blood. Their victory is false. Vampire looks dead for little while, and then lives again. You must be Tugurlan blood to really destroy

But it seems within other communities, such as Leo's, not everyone has a gift. And that leads to jealousy and angst throughout those who do not have a gift. And then you have people like Lilith and Dane. Both being produced by at least one god, both being of such pure blood that they are white wolves. Which not many people know are descendants from pure god blood. Damian had a fascination with bloodlines and wolves. Gods and children... anyone with a gift he can harvest. Though some pose a problem where that is concerned. Me being one of them.

But instead of uniting, both sides betrayed her, fearing the strength she carried. "She was hunted, destroyed before she could fulfill her destiny. But fate is relentless, Valkyrie. It does not forget what must be." The carvings vanished. The woman turned to me, her violet eyes piercing straight into my soul, her voice soft yet unyielding. "You are her descendant. The last of her bloodline. A hybrid of wolf and witch—destined to finish what she could not." A shiver ran down my spine. My breath came shallow, my mind spinning. I took a shaky step back.

Zaryn My descent into villainy had roots in my troubled past. I was not always a villain as people thought. I once had a loving mother who took care of me after I was born with a rare condition that made me weak and sickly. I was not like other werewolf pups and my sickness bothered my family. My father saw me as a burden and a disgrace, but my mother loved me unconditionally. She was the only one who cared for me and protected me from the harshness of the pack.

"I waited until the time was right. Until your mates were born and returned to curse them." "Oh, and as for how you are my descendant," she added, her voice not shaky anymore and confident. "I had a child, remember? Your father is from the Crescent Pack. He is my descendant. While your mother came from the Noxian Pack... the one that went extinct, and later joined the Crescent Pack. That's how you came to be." "The witch trait was lost in the bloodline... until you," she said to Kira, a strange admiration in her voice. "You are the only one who inherited it. A hybrid. First of your kind."

What he shared with Noemi was nothing but platonic love. A great love story always needs a villainess to make it burn. And that villainess was me. Gianna Milano. The plot called for me to discover the emotional affair and go to war against Noemi: petty cruelty, jealous rages, one humiliation after another, all of it making Noemi shine brighter by contrast. Renato's contempt for me would grow until he handed me the divorce papers himself. Then I'd run to my father, try to use the family to tear them apart.

He asked in a rough voice, "Who said you could call me what my mom did?! My mom's not even in her grave yet, and you're already trying to replace her, aren't you?!" The system said, "It's over, kiddo. The villain's darkening level has hit 100%." I did not know what it meant to be completely villainous. All I knew was that Dad was heartbroken and furious! He was like a wild animal pushed to the edge. Julia looked scared, quickly moving closer to Grandpa. "Honey, if the child dislikes me this much, maybe I should just go..." Grandpa, already a volcano of anger, turned even redder. "She's my wife and your elder! How can you talk to your own mother that way?!"

A chant not for her, but against her. “Villainess. Villainess. Villainess.” Seren’s stomach turned to ice. They weren’t wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She had just hijacked the heroine’s story. Kael leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, his voice pitched only for her: “Let them chant. A villainess…” His thumb brushed the line of her jaw, possessive and reverent. “…is far harder to forget than a saint.” The System hummed in satisfaction.

"But when I put that curse on your predecessor, I didn't know that it'd take so long for that curse to activate." "Wait, my predecessor?" "Yes," he nodded. "The first emperor, Avery Valter Astaseul was my descendant. He was also the one who helped me defeat the evil black dragon, and even established a religion in this country to honor me. So I acknowledged his contribution and blessed his bloodline. With that, the great Helios Empire was born. But as time went by, the new generation of the imperial family kept tarnishing my name with their dirty works," the God said. "Assassination, invasion of other lands, purging of nobles who opposed the imperial family. They did all of that, and many m